[Trucy, please stop trying to give him a heart attack. Even though she's clearly avoided crashing into the display, Apollo's heart still gives a nervous jolt at the narrow miss.
To distract himself from the impending heart failure, he eyes the growing pile of Snackoos with two parts trepidation and one part dubiousness.]
Does she even like all these flavors? [Apollo plucks a bag from the cart and...stares at the label.] Caviar flavor, seriously? Who the heck would eat this??
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To distract himself from the impending heart failure, he eyes the growing pile of Snackoos with two parts trepidation and one part dubiousness.]
Does she even like all these flavors? [Apollo plucks a bag from the cart and...stares at the label.] Caviar flavor, seriously? Who the heck would eat this??